Cov

We are installed and museum life happily grows  on us. We slow cycle Millenium Place and the small hood behind. The hood behind reveals a microcosm of the underbelly that is Cov. Leave the space of the square with its residues of removed/failed millenium art works, past an ancient fragrant garden then it’s under the highway to a small dark skate park, graffiti, empty bottles, aroma piss. The city here reveals a vivid dichotomy. Dirty crumbling buildings, empty parking lots, clusters of feisty girls and guys skating and jamming, single people striding accompanied by an overall feeling of emptiness. London is so full, every inch, however struggling the £££, being grabbed as you watch by someone to build fast for finance. This feels like the wilds. Where has everyone gone? Yet those here are so helpful and interested and into the sonic bike idea with plenty of ideas as to how to do it it’s inspiring and more than worthwhile. One point …“Cov is terrible for cycling!”  say the cyclists…. OK , lets sonic bike activism go !